Dear Friends,

It's been so long, are you well? I feel like we haven't spoken for centuries, even though it's only been months. It's so weird not sharing our inside jokes in the hallway in-between classes.

In high school, I never had to worry about not having anyone to talk to because we were always in the same classrooms.

Now, I walk into lecture halls wringing my hands hoping for a friendly face. Don't get me wrong, I love college, and I'm doing well but by moving away from you guys I have lost my security net. I walk on this narrow tightrope alone.

Our late night runs to Waffle House have expired, and I will never get to eat Big Macs with you in McDonald's at 2 am thinking we are cool for being out that late.

I will miss football games with you and haunted houses afterward. I know that as I meet new friends in college there comes new memories, but that doesn't stop me from reminiscing about the "good old days."

My only hope is that all of you feel the same.

As new people come into my life, I notice qualities that I love you all for. Maybe someone on my floor snorts just like the girl from French class or someone walks into the lecture hall wearing a corny shirt just like an old bandmate.

I spent most of my life with you guys, and it's just hard to let go. We'll always be a squad even if we're hundreds of miles away.